Sarah's POV
I drifted through layers of consciousness, surrounded by noise and chaos my mind couldn't process.
Voices argued around me, too loud, too jumbled—making my head throb with every syllable.
I couldn't tell how much time passed before the commotion finally faded. My body swayed as I was half-carried, half-dragged to someplace soft.
Then came the sharp pinch of a needle entering my skin.
With tremendous effort, I managed to lift my eyelids just enough to make out the blurry image of a syringe in my arm.My throat felt like sandpaper as I struggled to form words.
"What... what are you... doing?" I croaked.
The figure above me chuckled. "What does it look like? Giving you an injection, of course."
An injection? Whatever was in that syringe couldn't possibly b
